I found this in my email box today... I really enjoyed it. It seems to be waking a desire to write again. We'll see if that goes anywhere.

It is pretty basic for me. I have a cunt. He has a cock.

My cunt is not a flower. It is not delicate with the aroma of rose petals. It is hot and wet and delicious and yielding. It smells like sex and womanhood.

My cunt does not need a capital letter. I am not a Woman, nor a womyn. My cunt does not come with an agenda. It prefers penetration and stimulation.

I do not need a coy or bashful or twee synonym for my cunt. I do not need to cross my legs and blush and feel shame about my sexual organ.

I don't need to "soften" my language. Sex is guttural and loud and full of passion. I don't wish to soften it or deny its pleasure. I want to be hoarse from screaming.

It is not a pussy. I have a pussy cat. Two in fact. I do not have a pussy cunt. I am not interested in weak jokes about stroking something hairy. And besides mine is usually hair free.

My cunt is not an ethereal spiritual being. It is my raw sexuality. It twitches and throbs and gives and clenches. It doesn't sing with a mellifluously soft tone. It grunts and revels in its wantonness.

Right now, my wife is downstairs doing dishes in a skirt. I managed to pull off her panties before I came up. Of course, I brought them with me in case she got any wild ideas about putting them back on. I slid my head up under her skirt and got in a few yummy licks.

We're getting ready to watch So You Think You Can Dance and I'm sure I'll be playing with her naked pussy the whole time... and fortunately for me... or maybe it's fortunately for her... they do way too many commercial breaks. I'll have my face up her skirt during each one. Can't wait to fuck her tonight. Just knowing she's walking around the house with no panties has me hard as a rock! Where's my camera?

I brought my webcam with me on the trip this time along with an anal vibe. The vibrator is "jointed" and the ability to bend it allows the angle to be just right for hitting the prostate right where I need to.I got on yahoo messenger with a guy from Newbie Nudes and we jacked off together. He did a really good job of chatting me up and helping me to get off. Between the vibrations in my ass... which were at full speed by the time I came... and the hot chatting about group sex involving our wives, it was a really good time.

I came pretty hard and watching him jack off while he watched me doing it was really hot! I have to admit that it was also hot.... and a little humiliating... when he asked me to turn around and show him the purple vibrator I had stuck up my ass. He told me to pretend it was his cock... well, I was already doing that!

I drove to St. Louis today. I decided to do something a little different this time. I prefer to go without underwear of any kind but when I got out of the shower, I guess I was in a mood. I snagged a pair of EC's panties... simple white cotton Hanes Her Way... and wore them all the way here. My wife is smaller than me so obviously they were more than a little tight and that only served to keep me aroused, though not quite erect, for all of the four and a half hour drive to the hotel.

I logged onto squirt.org and watched their first hook up porn video. It was pretty hot... honestly made me want to find a man around here to hook up with. I pulled up the search for the local listings here, but eh... not much recent. I doubt I would have gone through with it anyway. I do want to meet a guy for sex, but I'm not interested in someone who hooks up at random like that. I would prefer to meet a guy I can be friends with, talk about sex and whatever... preferably also married. I'm not interested in a romantic relationship, but I think I need some commitment that it's fairly exclusive outside of our respective marriages or relationships... just for the safety factor. I guess in the end... ha! really didn't intend that as a pun... I am looking for a sex buddy but also a good friend. Seems to be so difficult to find.

Clicking through link upon link upon link browsing through blogs I follow, I happened upon a couple of blogs that dealt substantially in male domination pics... Male Submission Art and Flat Earth Social Club. I've been literally through every post on the two over the last 3 days and with many of the pictures saved to my hard drive, I am finding my kink is flowing freely in that direction.

So last night, I turned off the computer and headed for bed as EC was just coming out from her bath. I gave her what she calls my "sex eyes" and thought it might be fun to open up to a little fantasy. I asked her if she wanted me to pleasure her. She told me to lock the door.

I helped her remove her pajama bottoms and panties, folded them neatly, and laid them on her night stand. She looked at me obviously wondering why I hadn't just tossed them to the floor. I smiled at her and leaned in to kiss her. She asked me why she was half naked while I was still dressed and that was all the prompting I needed and her top was off by the time I was naked. So far, she'd made it very easy to get into character for this submissive game that was playing out in my head... telling me to lock the door... the look she gave me when I folded her panties... the light reprimand that stopped my kiss for not being naked when she was... it was almost as though she knew what her role was supposed to be.

I moved to kiss her and decided to wait... pretending I was still not yet allowed and moved down to suckle her breasts, all the time thinking about being dominated like the men in the pictures I had been obsessing over. I imagined she was further along in her pregnancy and was nursing me... remembering from prior years the sweet taste and warmth of her milk and how with each little suck at her nipple my mouth would fill so completely that gulping became a necessity to keep up. Several minutes passed and I leaned up to kiss her briefly... a silent thank you for being fed and moved down between her legs to kiss her pussy lips as though they were the same ones I'd just been kissing.

Before long, I was making out with her pussy, pretending I was kissing her... in my head, she was indifferent to the task I was performing... she was having me do it out of routine and took little interest in any pleasure it might be causing... intent on giving her the pleasure she deserves, I redoubled my efforts. Over 15 minutes had past before I was rewarded with a sigh and I looked up to see her eyes closed. I stopped and pulled her feet up to my lips and began licking the soles of her feet and sucking on her toes. I looked up and held her gaze for a moment. Sure she was watching me, I closed my eyes sucking her big toe like a little penis... imagining she was watching me service a man she had brought home with her for this very purpose.

I reached over to my side of the bed and slid my pillow over, lifting her hips up to make her more comfortable and her pussy more accessible. I felt her hands on the back of my head and she began running her fingers through my hair and guiding my movements and she transformed in my mind from the indifferent mistress to one demanding pleasure and begin licking her clit and sucking at her pussy as though it were my sole desire in life.

I was really turned on by this point. I've always thought of the Dom/sub role as involving bondage and command... but I am starting to realize that I have always had a desire to be generally submissive... to focus myself as the giver of pleasure rather than the receiver. I have always taken more pleasure in the orgasms I have given her than in the ones I have received in return, enjoyable and amazing though they may be. It's been nice on the all too rare occasions where she takes the reigns in bed. I've enjoyed our sex more in those few instances than any other. By now, I was so turned on that if I hadn't cum earlier making the wedding ring video, I probably would have right then and there. There have been many times when I have found myself right at the brink just from licking her pussy. One of these nights, I am going to make a mission of it and keep at it until I do... but not tonight.

I gave EC's pussy one more kiss and moved up to kiss her again... I love the thought of her tasting herself, but this time I played it further in my head... with the enthusiasm of a dog who had just brought its owner a favored pair of slippers, I kissed her... looking for the approval of sharing the taste with her... of offering her the proof that I had kept my mouth buried in her slippery slit for so long that she had flavored my lips and tongue.

I looked in her eyes... in my mind seeking permission to go further. Of course, this game was all just in my head so she looked at me quizzically, wondering what I wanted. I went with it and determined the look was puzzlement at why I was making her wait and hurried to slide my cock inside of her before punishment was issued.

She gave me a playfully pouty look and made a comment asking was I not going to keep at it until she had her orgasm? I told her not to worry, of course I would take care of her. I was feeling pretty good about my stamina, having already cum not too much earlier and got up on my knees and brought her feet up to press against the side of my face. I looked in her eyes as I started sucking her toes and really began fucking her hard. Her timing was impeccable... just as I was beginning to go back and forth about whether or not to cum inside her before returning to her pussy to finish her orgasm... not sure if I could go through with licking my cum out of her pussy... knowing from experience that although I eat my cum all the time, my confidence in doing so in front of my wife would diminish rapidly after I came... just as I decided not to, it happened. She started to giggle a little and I knew on the down stroke that I had gone one stroke too far and could not pull back out without going over the edge. I came as if on cue. The reason for the laugh, she told me, was because I was really going at it more than I usually do and was shaking the whole bed... in my head though, the laugh came after I did and my fantasy had her laughing at my attempt to make her cum with my cock and telling me to clean up the mess and do it right. I tried to fuck her a little longer, thinking I could keep myself hard but it was far too late for that.

With my eyes properly downcast, I slid my limp cock out of her and spread her legs and began immediately sucking on her clit. For a few seconds, the idea of doing this had lost its appeal but I kept at it, knowing she would be disappointed if I did not. Knowing that I had already promised to take care of her.

I remembered that the fantasy EC had not only told me to make her cum but had also directed me to clean up mine. I began alternating between sucking her clit and licking her pussy, now very slippery with my cum. A few minutes into it and I was sucking her pussy lips with as much fervor as her clit, tasting the salty sting at the back of my throat, swallowing my cum as quickly as I was able to suck it into my greedy mouth. She tasted so good.

The closer she came to cumming, the more nervous I was getting. By now, sperm was spread all over my face and I didn't think she had actually realized I had cum inside her. I was sure it would be obvious when I came back up and especially so when I didn't return to having sex with her. This is not the first time I've eaten her cream pie, though I was very aware that the only time (my first time) she knew I had done so, it had been a result of her forcing me down at my request to fulfill a fantasy for my birthday. There had been two other times, but she was unaware I had cum and I was so turned on that I was hard almost immediately and had sex with her afterward, she being none the wiser.

But this time I think the fantasizing had actually worked to put me into a slightly more vulnerable state of mind... coupled with the fact that jacking off earlier was now working against me as I hoped to get it up for the third time in about 3 hours. Even with air from the fan tickling the back side of my balls and ass, which I had not until that moment realized I had shamelessly pushed up in the air as if I were waiting to be mounted... I was obviously deeper into the fantasy than I realized... and even though I was jerking my dick, I knew I was not going to be able to fuck her again when I needed to. I could tell she was very close to cumming. Her hands were pushing my face into her with more effort now... she was breathing heavier... moving her hips ever so slightly to get her clit in just the right position under my tongue... still in character, I let myself feel the shame at not quite getting it right on my own... and then it happened, she was arching her back and gritting her teeth with her head flung back, legs tightening around me with her heels digging in.. her mouth wide open in a silence that filled the room... my face pushed so hard into her pussy that I thought she might snap my neck...

I was desperately picturing every imaginable scene to get hard again, but I think subconsciously I didn't want to... in order to be complete my fantasy needed me to feel the embarrassment of letting her see the smeared cum on my lips, chin, and cheeks... and so I gave into it. I moved up as though to kiss her and stopped short, looking her in the eyes and waiting for it to be noticed. She thought at first I was teasing her to kiss me and started to lean into it when she stopped and in that brief pause, I knew that she knew. I don't know if she had just put it together... or if she saw it on my face... or if she smelled the cum but she knew.

And she unwittingly took on just the proper tone to seal the fantasy as complete when she looked me in the eye, with that knowing smirk on her lips, and asked, "Did you already cum in me?" I told her honestly that I had gotten past the point of no return a little unexpectedly but, of course, I wasn't going to just cum and leave her without an orgasm. And of course, I knew the underlying question, which in my sudden humiliation she decided it necessary to ask aloud anyway, "and you still went down on me after?" I told her honestly and somewhat defensively that I didn't mind it... that I enjoyed it. Her only response was that acknowledging look with the undertones of disbelief mixed with a bewilderment in her eyes and a judging smirk on her lips. I know just then she realized I was sucking very deeply at her pussy and she new I was not only still working to make her cum, but actively working to suck my sperm out of her pussy.

As we laid there talking, she asked for a towel... we call them cum rags, wash cloths we bought specifically to keep next to the bed to clean up after sex... to wipe herself up. Knowing there was mostly only saliva and a small mixture of her juices and mine left to clean up,as I had made sure to lap up and swallow any sperm I could access... I wondered if she was just doing it to taunt me. I handed her a towel making it a point not to get one for myself. We lay there naked and talking for about an hour afterward. I felt the skin on my face and cock begin to become taut as the cum dried and decided as we put our pajamas back on that I would not clean myself up until morning. And so I slept, sufficiently humiliated, properly dominated... at least as far as my mind was concerned, and altogether satisfied that it was worth it. I haven't used my imagination like that since I was probably ten years old. I honestly can't wait to do it again. I can only imagine that if perhaps next time she is in on the game... how much fun that might be.

I've traded a couple of messages with an interesting woman who pm'd me on NewbieNudes.com over the last couple of days. She shared with me that she is turned on by pics and videos of married men with their wedding rings showing in the picture. I've heard this from a couple of men and women in the past and I can see the allure in it...

I see a man who is morally unavailable... his desires and fantasies are so many that the marriage is unable to contain them... and there for all the world to see it spills over the boundaries of his vows and onto the internet where temptation lies in wait to pull him over the edge... past the point of no return... where inevitably he will make the choice to step outside his lifelong devotion to the woman he loves... the one woman he wishes would completely quench this thirst that drives him mad.

It occurs to me that you only have one first kiss... one first girl... one first boy... and yes, one first affair. I wonder if I will ever act on it fully. Will it be only physical or emotional as well? Surely, it is likely to be inevitable. I've had my cock sucked once by a married guy a few years ago... I guess that counts... though I would tend to see sex with other men less as cheating. It's something she can never provide so I can more easily justify that it is not really stepping out on the marriage.

I took some pictures today, playing with my ring and a video as well. It felt interesting putting the ring back on my finger, covered in cum. It made me want to go a step further... to put it back on covered in another man's cum... or soaked in the juices of another woman's pussy.

What an interesting combination of emotions that would follow as I go home to hold my wife's hand while we wind the evening down watching television, knowing her fingers are rubbing clean the ring that now symbolizes a promise that can never again be made whole.

I spent the day at family's house, for a birthday party. My sister in law was there wearing this new red dress I had never seen her in before. I have to admit, I was hard as a rock sitting there talking to her. She said she got the dress at Abercrombie. She shared a few sips of her drink with me and I love talking to her, but honestly, it drives me crazy. I just wanted to kiss her again so badly.

Part of me loves feeling this way about her and part of me thinks it would be easier if I didn't. Eh.... What can you do? I miss those days when she would stay the night over here. Of course, I've told her half-jokingly how I feel about her, but that was some time ago. I doubt anything more will ever come of things between us. I managed to snap some pics with my cell phone while we were there. Seeing the outline of her panties when she bent over... wow! I wish I could have gotten a clear picture of that!